When Qingteng burrowed into the ground and had just turned himself into a piece of rubble, the wisp of chaotic divine consciousness seal in the sea of consciousness had just been lifted, and the wisp of chaotic qi happened to cover it, and the divine consciousness of the three holy princesses had already swept directly in the direction where he was.

Fortunately, Erqing's formation method is also quite accomplished, otherwise it may not be possible to react in time.

In this way, Qing Teng kept this spell for a day, because he didn't dare to move, for fear that the Three Holy Princesses would still be watching here.

However, this also gave Qingteng a direction to guide.

Although it is difficult to know the specific direction, the general direction is not a problem.

Sure enough, his caution was not unreasonable, because soon, the divine consciousness of the Three Holy Princesses swept past him again.

It wasn't until late at night that the Three Holy Princesses' divine consciousness gradually subsided.

Then, Qing Teng quietly dived in the direction swept by the Three Holy Princesses' divine sense.

He didn't dare to use the Earth Escape Technique, for fear that the fluctuations of the spell would attract the attention of the other party.

Although he borrowed the weak chaotic power on the wisp of chaotic divine consciousness in the sea of consciousness to reduce the risk of being discovered, as soon as he used a certain amount of demonic power, the other party would definitely be able to easily sense it.

Therefore, he can only transform himself into an earth dragon (earthworm) and slowly walk underground.

It wasn't until noon the next day, when Xuzhou City was full of people, that Qingteng figured out the place where the Three Holy Princesses were located - the Cen family's mansion.

When he found here, he found that the Cen family was preparing for the marriage of the Cen family's Erlang.

And the woman that Cen Family Erlang wants to marry is Yang Chan, the Three Holy Princesses.

Qingteng had just arrived at this time, and Yang Chan, the Three Holy Princesses, had already moved out of Cen's house and stayed in an inn not far from Cen's house.

On the day of the worship, Cen Jiaerlang went to the inn to pick up the bride.

However, Qingteng still didn't dare to be careless, with Yang Chan's cultivation, even if he was not by the side of that Cen family Erlang, it was the master who could appear by his side in an instant.

The green vine is quietly lurking, waiting for an opportunity.

He now fully understood why the snake had gone silently.

must have been careless, and was caught by the other party in an instant!

......

In this way, after a few more days, Cen Laoshi and his wife finally got everything ready.

On this day, Cen Erlang wore red and colored, rode a high-headed horse, led a team of servants, carried a sedan chair, beat gongs and drums, and welcomed Yang Chan, who was placed in an inn, into the house.

At this time, Erqing brand Qingteng wrapped himself with the Chaos Yuan God and quietly drilled out of the ground.

But Yang Chan still felt that something had touched her magic circle.

It's just that Qingteng is very cautious, and she can't search for it.

Moreover, she is now preparing to be a 'bride'!

......

At the same time, Qingjiao, who was going to Xuzhou City with Dabai and Xiaoqing, as well as Hongyan, was about to participate in Yang Chan's wedding, but was stopped by four young and old monks halfway.

The four monks, headed by the one with white eyebrows, holding a golden bowl in one hand, wearing a robe red like fire, lined with yellow walkers' clothes, the top of his head is as bright as a mirror, and he is holding a Zen staff and sinks thousands of catties.

The three behind him, dressed in gray cloth robes, with incense scars on their heads, and wide sleeves of monk's robes, but muscle knots can be seen near the neck, such as gold casting, like angry eyes King Kong, which is powerful.

"What a demon! I don't see half of them, but today there are actually four of them, and the old man should subdue the demon here! The disciples listened to the order, and quickly spread the Vajra Demon Array, waiting for the teacher to subdue this demon!"

Da Bai and Xiao Qing, as well as Hong Ling, didn't say a word, they all took out magic weapons and fought with this monk. For a time, this Tianyu Buddha was full of light, and his demonic aura was rampant.

Dabai didn't know why when they saw those monks, they had fire in their hearts, and they couldn't suppress that fire, and they didn't even bother to say a word.

Fortunately, they have practiced over the years, and they have slowly controlled the demonic power of their whole body, so that they will not uncontrollably boil with demonic power when they touch the Buddha's light.

This method of controlling demonic power was taught to them by Dabai.

Although their current cultivation cannot be described as a thousand miles in a day, they have also reached the realm of the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan, and they are working towards the consummation level of this realm.

Da Bai raised his hand, and the Xuanhuang sword turned into a match, and slashed towards the old monk.

With a wave of the red silk sleeve, a golden light shot out from the sleeve of the red robe and rolled towards the three young monks, and in an instant, a monk was tied up by them.

It was the pseudo-bundle immortal rope that Er Qing got from the Jiao Demon King and gave her.

At the same time, behind her, six fox tails stretched out, and on each fox tail, there was a kind of power lingering, wind, fire, thunder, water, earth, and wood.

For a time, six fox tails rolled towards the three young monks.

Xiao Qing's body moved, and he also raised his sword to slash at the old monk, and at the same time shot two willow leaf flying knives at the young monk who was bound by the pseudo-bundle of immortal ropes.

The frog rose into the air, stirring the wind and clouds in the sky, and for a moment, he saw the lead clouds in the sky rolling like ink, crushing down like a grinding disc, and he danced among the black clouds.

The wind was howling, the electric serpents were dancing, and the earth was trembling in thunder.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk shouted Buddha in his mouth, held the Zen staff horizontally in one hand, and held Xiaoqing's long sword, and at the same time, a golden light floated on the Zen staff, blocking the sword light of Dabai.

Then he held the golden bowl in his other hand high at Da Bai and shot out a golden light.

Bang......

The sword light collided with the golden light floating from the Zen staff, and a wave of qi swept away in all directions like a wave, and the old monk's figure slid back.

But the golden light that shot out of the golden bowl still shrouded Dabai.

Da Bai's figure moved, and the Xuanhuang sword in his hand rolled towards the old monk like a torrential rain, and for a while, this Fang Tianyu was overwhelmed by countless sword lights, like ten thousand swords shuttling vertically and horizontally.

Seeing this, the old monk threw the golden bowl above his head, and the golden light covered him, like a protective cover, protecting him, no matter how the sword light was vertical and horizontal, the golden light was just shaking, and there was no sign of shattering. At the same time, the old monk began to recite the scriptures.

The sound of the Buddha buzzed in their ears like a magic sound piercing their brains.

Even if you close your five senses, it's useless, as if you can penetrate the sea of knowledge.

The other three young monks, one of whom was tied up by Red Aya's pseudo-bundle fairy rope, suddenly struggled, and the muscles on his body swelled like blowing up a balloon.

The pieces of flesh bulged out, as strong as steel.

However, he still couldn't break free from the bundle of clues, and he was tightened more and more.

It's just that the golden light on the young monk's body is canceling each other out with the demonic qi on the pseudo-bundle immortal rope, emitting layers of black smoke. In the face of the flying knife shot by Xiaoqing, he did not dodge or dodge.

The knife shot at him in the face, but it only stirred up two small sparks.

That's Xiaoqing's Imperial Flying Knife Technique that he changed from the Sword's Magic!